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Mar 2012
your grip of my mind
constricts my heart
to where i cant breathe
i feel faint
weak
as if death is near
your grip of my memories
pulls my heart
to where it barely pumps
i feel weird
out of it
as if im not here
you have way too much control
over my unstable heart
that seems to not be working
i feel death
darkness
as if im no more
Zoe
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Zoe
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